For a while there, a weekend didn’t pass without me eating at La Tavola. The last month or so, it’s been Thai food every weekend. Or twice, in the case of this weekend.
Friday night we went out to Hongdae, which is somewhere I haven’t been in a while. With the big military ban on, it hasn’t been as busy or as fun. US 66 and Tinpans were fine, just not crazy exciting. Saturday we were in Geckos and there were some pretty odd pick up attempts going on (Sheila does NOT look in the slightest like Mariah Carey). I didn’t buy a single drink for myself, which is always fun. We moved on to Poly’s and I managed to eat chicken on a stick, potatoes and an eggburger before the night was through. I also got some flowers from a gay couple. Slightly odd evening, all round.
Sunday Roger and I watched Hannibal Rising, which was fine and only moderately gory. I only closed my eyes four times, I think. Then I met Samarra for dinner and coffee before we met up with Vanessa and Sarah for a beer.
I have started to attempt to pack. As per usual, I suck at doing such things unless I am under pressure. Realistically, I’ll be packing the night before. However, I like to move stuff around and pretend I’m being productive.
Oh, and George is an ass. Don’t be trying to tell me Grey’s Anatomy isn’t real, cause I don’t care. He’s still an ass, even if he is just a fictional one.